When I was just a little one, these are the nursery rhymes and songs my daddy and mummy sang to me. Now that I have little ones of my own, I will sing the same to them.
Monday, November 12, 2007
Curly Locks
Curly Locks, Curly Locks, wilt thou be mine? Thou shalt not wash dishes, nor yet feed the swine, But sit on a cushion and sew a fine seam, And feast upon strawberries, sugar and cream.
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